Tannhauser (Joseph Ignatius Constantine Clarke Poems)
There in the garden of pleasure she lies,My fond Aphrodite, and weepsFor the lover who fled from the light of ...
There in the garden of pleasure she lies,My fond Aphrodite, and weepsFor the lover who fled from the light of ...
Dear Nan, I would not have thy counsel lost,Though I last night had twice so much been crost;Well is a ...
Peace my hearts blab, be ever dumb,Sorrowes speak loud without a tongue:And my perplexed thoughts forbearTo breath your selves in ...
Part 1. St. Mark's hushed abbey heardThrough prayers a roar and din;A brawling voice did shout, "Knave shaveling, let me ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
By none but me can the tale be told,The butcher of Rouen, poor Berold.(Lands are swayed by a King on ...
I 'T is the middle of night on the Greenfield farm And the creatures are huddled to keep them from ...
Two shapes passed over the sobbing sea To land at Dunolly Bay; One passed at sunrise, one at noon Of ...
When shawes been sheene, and shradds full fayre,And leeves both large and longe,Itt is merry, walking in the fayre forrest,To ...
Row after row with strict impunityThe headstones yield their names to the element,The wind whirs without recollection;In the riven troughs ...
The shore-boat lies in the morning light, By the good ship ready for sailing;The skies are clear, and the dawn ...
(SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA)Shrewdly you question, Senor, and I fancyYou are no novice. Confess that to littleOf my poor gossip of Mission ...
I. O YE in all the world who love true Song, Be gentle to the singers who uplift In innocent ...
(_A ballad for God_) _A. D._ 909 Three kings with naught of a care To a hunting went; Three ...
When moonlight on the face Of the great Buddha falls As he sits in Nirvana ...
Out of the sword's swift lightning, And the cannon's withering breath,And the legions stern and eager, And the ...
(_Benares_)At the burning-ghat, O Kali, Mother divine and dread,See, I am waiting with open lips Over the newly dead.I am ...
Hurting our neighbors our sisters and brothers those crying out given short shrift Only a few seconds to plead their ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Once more the gate behind me falls; Once more before my face I see the moulder'd Abbey-walls, That stand within ...
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